|Just the necessities...|
Despite an over abundance of gym wannabies crowding the machines, I was still able to snag a spot in my favorite weight-lifting class. Although it was a tight fit and despite smashing my pinky finger with the weight from the girl's barbell behind me, I got my ass handed to me for a good hour. And it felt awesome.
|Some sad-looking Buckeyes|
After my class, I whipped up a batch of buckeyes in preparation for the Sugar Bowl tomorrow. Admittedly, this was almost more difficult than doing 100 tricep kickbacks. Perhaps I should stick to barbells and leave the Buckeyes to Coach Tressel.